It's just a pity that the reckless qi can't be used for cultivation, otherwise this is a big treasure, with Long Xiaohan's physique and the suppression of the great desolate dragon qi, he is completely unscrupulous hoarding reckless qi, like a whale sucking in water.

When the last wisp of reckless qi was inhaled into Long Xiaohan's body, Long Xiaohan opened his eyes, and the qi in a radius of hundreds of miles around him was hoarded by him, and at this moment, almost everyone was still hoarding qi, and they were even more fighting.

Long Xiao Hanqi (shēn), looking around, the more reckless qi is hoarded, the clearer the sense of creation becomes.

Hundreds of mountain ranges, Long Xiaohan didn't know where he was, with the sense of recklessness, he could roughly sense the surrounding environment, Long Xiaohan frowned, his spiritual power was completely suppressed here, and his Dao sense was unable to urge.

At this time, the two people who occupy the star position will be pulled together by the star energy, and the person who occupies the star position will gradually be eaten by the star energy, and even the talent will be beaten down.

Long Xiaohan performed the lotus planting technique, dripping essence blood, and occupied the immortal star position for the (shēn) lotus flower, and occupied the Canglong star position himself, which could not be simpler for Long Xiaohan.

Long Xiao's cold heart moved, and his reckless spirit floated, and there was creation in front of him.

Long Xiaohan ran forward, I have to say that Canglong Immortal Mountain is really big, he can obviously feel that Creation is not far from him, but he has run for hundreds of miles but still hasn't seen Creation, and at the same time, no one has seen it.

"It's here!" Long Xiaohan stopped at a mountain cliff, only to see a cyan stone tablet standing here, the stone tablet was covered with moss, and a trace of cracks had cracked on the stone tablet, as if a long time had passed.

The reckless qi in Long Xiaohan's body suddenly throbbed, and the cyan stone tablet in front of him was Creation.

"What a waste of time. "Long Xiaohan felt the mottled traces on its stele (shēn), that is, he could feel the strong breath of time, and it was said that the years are not (qíng), and time can prove that it can also annihilate everything, and it is true.

I'm afraid that in a few decades, this stone tablet and its creation will be erased by the years forever.

Long Xiaohan came to the stele (shēn) and touched his right hand on the stele.

"This is ......" Long Xiaohan only felt that his palms were hot, and a few wrinkles appeared on his delicate skin, which were actually eroded by the power of time, and he hurriedly urged the Dao force to erase this power of time.

"I know!" Long Xiaohan suddenly smiled: "Although you have been eroded by the years, you have to bear your stumbling creations with the power of the years. ”

"Your creation is light (yīn), degree light (yīn). ”

Long Xiaohan sat down cross-legged, his palms stretched out on the green monument in unison, and a large amount of time power surged from the blue monument to Long Xiaohan's palm, spreading to his (shēn), penetrating deep into his bones and bloodlines, eroding his heart.

If you want to obtain the power of light (yīn), you have to bear the power of years, light (yīn) is the opposition of space, light (yīn), can directly reverse time, jump time, but years are different, it cannot jump, can only be spent second by second.

It is rumored that there is a powerful person who has mastered the powerful power of time, and once exerted all his strength on a person, so that that person spent ten years directly in an instant, and that person was already eighty years old, and died of direct aging.

However, the power of light (yīn) is even more powerful, it can directly reverse the time of ten years, although that person has also spent ten years in the power of years, but it has spent ten years completely, and a person in the long river of years does not directly span ten years later.

Of course, the power of light (yīn) can do the same.

However, Long Xiaohan can only get the power of years from it at the moment, but it is the power of years that can evolve into the power of light (yīn).

Naturally, the light of creation (yīn) is most suitable for using time as the carrier.

If you want to get the ruin of creation, you must have the courage to withstand the baptism of the years, Long Xiaohan's long blue hair, gradually produced white hair, fingers, fingertips, and face are constantly black spots, and a trace of wrinkles appear between the eyebrows.

If there is a force in this world, there is no trace of fireworks, there is no trace of killing, but it makes everyone fearful, no one is not afraid in front of it, it must be years!

Let your means reach the sky, let your heart be higher than the sky, the years are only like waves and sand, burying heroes, annihilating history, leaving only a hero's grave, a reputation that will last for centuries.

Others are forever sleeping in the years, gradually fading away, leaving traces that have been erased by the absence of (qíng), or notorious and stinking for thousands of years, who can fight against the years!

The Heaven Protecting Sect is not good, the Wu Clan is not good, and the Holy Lotus Sect Master is not good, perhaps, only the Supreme Lotus Emperor can do it!

Long Xiaohan's mind is trapped in the years, undergoing the baptism of time, a person endures loneliness between heaven and earth to spend endless time, and his (shēn) body is also constantly drying up, endless fear is surging, wanting to completely destroy Long Xiaohan's Dao heart.

Long Xiaohan knew that as long as he showed a trace of fear, this power of time would instantly erode him and deprive him of at least a few decades of life in the future, which was what it took to obtain a powerful creation, and what he had to dare to fight.

Long Xiaohan adhered to the Dao heart, not afraid at all, he knew that the power of the years in this bluestone tablet was not very strong, compared to the power of the years used by those thousand-year-old powers, but as long as his strength became stronger, the power of the years would gradually become stronger, who said that it could not reach the level of those powers.

"Long Xiaohan, wake up quickly!" An illusory and beautiful voice suddenly sounded in Long Xiaohan's ears, suddenly waking Long Xiaohan awake.

"What a familiar voice, Qingxiao!" Long Xiaohan's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that on the forearm of his left hand, a cyan light spread, and pieces of cyan dragon scales showed their hideous side, as if a cyan dragon was opening its teeth and claws towards him.

"It's not good, the erosion of the power of time also has an effect on the green dragon scales!" A cold sweat appeared behind Long Xiaohan, turning into a dragon soul, and the power of time accelerated the passage of time, and also accelerated the time when he turned into a dragon soul!

Long Xiaohan hurriedly retreated, away from the bluestone stele, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes, and was afraid in his heart, if it weren't for Qingxiao's call, I am afraid that he would have unknowingly turned into a dragon soul and returned to Qinglongyuan.

Although I don't know why Qingxiao was able to call him, I think it should be a means of co-working.

However, the large green dragon scales had already covered Long Xiaohan's left arm, and I am afraid that he would have less than ten (rì) left now.

"Miscalculated!" Long Xiaohan gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice, his back was drenched in cold sweat, and then he turned his eyes to the bluestone stele again, it was the bluestone stele that killed his time, but now, only the bluestone stele could save him!

Long Xiaohan's heart was tumbling, he didn't expect to encounter such an accident in the blessed land this time, when (rì) knew that he had just become a disciple of the Blue Fire, that is, he had met the news of the opening of the blessed land, he had doubted it.

The pendulum will swing!

His luck is so strong now, if others are with him, they will only get benefits, self (shēn) luck is good, but for Long Xiaohan himself, sometimes it will only backfire, and even harm him!

"No, Ji Tailai!" He is now stuck on the cliff, it can't be worse, only by letting go can there be a glimmer of life.

Long Xiaohan suddenly touched his hands on the bluestone tablet again, and the power of the years struck again, unstoppable, but at this time, it was said that Long Xiaohan did not have a trace of fear in his heart, but he was afraid that he himself would not believe it.

Under the effect of the power of the years, the green dragon scales spread rapidly, covering his (xiōng) chest, face, and right hand, Long Xiaohan only felt a great fear coming, and his hands couldn't help but tremble, the bluestone tablet seemed to feel Long Xiaohan's fear, and the power of the years was even more unrelenting (qíng).

And Long Xiaohan also felt that his vitality was constantly being absorbed by the green dragon scales.

A sense of despair welled up in his heart, and he could feel that the sleeping shaking light was also being absorbed by the green dragon scales.

"Shake the light, I'm sorry, I hurt you after all. Long Xiaohan only felt extremely painful in his heart, this word of apology, he didn't say it to Shaoguang in his Qinglong Yuan at the beginning, this time he finally said it, but Shaoguang fell into a deep sleep, couldn't hear, and was sucked out of his vitality in his sleep.

Long Xiaohan closed his eyes tightly, and his ears seemed to sound the ode he heard before the Emperor Temple, as if he had seen the middle hall of the Heavenly Emperor again, the incomparably majestic Avenger Xingtian.

"Your backbone is the keel of Fuxi, Fuxi is known as the god of war, and your back will never be bent!" Gonggong's words are still in his ears.

He is Long Xiaohan, a disciple of the Holy Lotus, and a descendant of Fuxi!

He is a direct descendant of Emperor Taihao!

As a descendant of the God of War, if you want to die, you can't hurt Shaguang, this is the shame of the descendants of the God of War, so he can't harm Shaguang, he wants to win a glimmer of life!

Long Xiaohan's belief suddenly became extremely firm, his hands were tightly touched on the bluestone stele, and the power of the years attracted by the Dao force was fiercely washed towards him, and as the years passed, Long Xiaohan's long blue hair suddenly turned into white hair, and his originally handsome face became extremely dry.

His hands gradually became weak, his body was like an old man's dry bones, and the vitality in his body was absorbed by the green dragon scales.

The light in his eyes is incomparably brighter!

For himself, for the sake of shaking the light!

Rumble......

The bluestone stele exploded in an instant, the power of the years soared into the sky, Long Xiaohan completely lost his intuition, and he didn't know if his (shēn) body still belonged to him at this moment, whether he succeeded, whether he survived, and whether he was extremely Tailai......